As the rooster crowed, the farmers took the lead in getting up early, and when they found the silver in the courtyard, they were naturally overjoyed and bowed around. But they did not live up to this great spring, the plan of the year lies in the spring, the plan of the day lies in the morning, and the spring morning accounts for both, and naturally the most important. These simple farmers picked up their hoes and began to work in the fields, weaving the autumn harvest with their sweat. As a result, this vigorous impetus given by spring is sprinkled on the field of hope, making it full of vitality......

Except for two people, they stretched their waists, looked at the busy farmers, motionless, they were naturally Shifang and Wu Daozi who were resting outside the town.

Witnessing all this, Shifang was moved.

Wu Daozi stretched his waist, took a deep breath of the fresh air with the fragrance of the earth, lazily picked up the cloth flag, and walked towards the south. Shifang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

"Senior Wu, are you going to the south too?" Shifang asked curiously.

"What, you too?"

"Well, please ask your seniors for more advice."

"It's easy to say, the money you have can come in handy."

"How do you know?" Shifang was surprised again.

Wu Daozi shook the cloth banner and put the three words "old immortal" in front of ten aspects, "You know, I am an immortal." ”

Senior Wu laughed, I don't know what realm Senior Wu is? Elixir? Yuan Baby? Could it be the incarnation of a god? Oh, it's amazing, could it be that this cloth banner is also a fairy weapon? Shifang touched the cloth flag, and even entered a little spiritual power, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction. The old-timers are really unfathomable.

Wu Daozi's face was a little impatient, didn't he say that Buddhism and cultivators like to meditate, how could the little monk be so jumpy, looking at the ten directions and asking questions, Wu Daozi grabbed the corner of the cloth flag, only to hear the stab, and was torn apart by him.

"Tricks?" Shifang continued to ask.

Wu Daozi was speechless for a while, so he had to speed up his pace.

"Senior, wait for me." As the old road headed south, Shifang's brows were furrowed like the mountain road they had chosen at this time. This remote and difficult mountain road is the only mountain road to a village by himself, but why did Senior Wu also go there, what is going on?

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Oh, there is a yellowed list posted in the town, saying that there is a demon haunted in the village in front of me, and we and other cultivators will see that the road is uneven......"

"Of course, draw your sword to help!" Shifang was excited, and his voice suddenly rose high, among the people of my generation, subduing demons and eliminating demons was originally a matter of duty, which was also one of the original intentions of his own practice.

"Wrong, no wonder you can't make a fate, naturally you go there to eat and drink."

Shifang was stunned: "But you are always a fairy?" ”

"What's wrong with the immortals, the immortals don't have to eat and drink." As soon as he thought that he was sent to the Xia Yun Continent, Wu Daozi was full of resentment, why was this unlucky continent, after being selected as the source of spiritual power for the "Dutian God Demon Array", the spiritual energy of this continent was getting thinner and thinner, and now, even a monk in the realm of refining the void could not see it, and the lack of spiritual things caused the old man to scatter how many immortals? Wu Daozi looked at the ten directions in front of him, and secretly said in his heart, fortunately, the monks in this continent are also competitive, and this generation is even more talented, and this little monk is also extraordinary at the moment.

Just why sent me here? Also, where did the uneasiness in my heart come from? Is it because of the Tengu Eclipse Moon a few years ago? That's it, what does the old Taoist do so much, and he sent me here, most of them because he doesn't want to listen to the old Tao's ramblings anymore and distinguish the truth of tomorrow and the earth, but he annoys people for no reason. Thinking of this, Wu Daozi took out a wine gourd and poured a big sip of wine.

"Senior Wu, could it be that the village you went to is Taiping Village?"

"Yes, are you going there too, you won't be following the old way to eat and drink, right?" Wu Daozi said.

"Of course not, I'm going back to the southern seaside, and when I came, I promised others some things along the way, and I was entrusted by others to be loyal to people, and that's it." Shifang explained that he would always do what he promised those souls in the netherworld, no matter how difficult it was. And Taiping Village happens to be one of the more important ones, because the soul creature is an old man in his sixties, he said that their village is controlled by demons, and the villagers live a life that is worse than death, hoping that he can rescue those villagers.

"Oh." After answering, Wu Daozi didn't say much, but walked towards the depths of the mountain with a cloth flag.

The mountains are getting more and more difficult to walk, but Shifang did not use spiritual power, since he walked with Wu seniors, when Wu seniors were the mainstay, he did not use spiritual power, of course he could not surpass, watching Wu seniors suddenly stumble, and then fell to the ground without a posture, Shifang was even more secretly admired, the Taoist master was really powerful, and he really fell!

"What are you looking for? Don't come and help me yet. Wu Daozi said angrily.

"Huh? Oh. Shifang hurriedly helped Wu Daozi up, listening to the broken words on his lips, he lost a lot, he walked so many rugged mountain roads, and he fell down, if he couldn't eat and drink well this time, how could he be worthy of this hard work.

They didn't stop for a moment, they walked the mountain road for a whole day, and Shifang's stomach was already empty, but Senior Wu didn't say it, and he was embarrassed to mention it.

It was finally getting late, and through a thin layer of mountain mist, a village was full of shadows.

"Sure enough, there is a demonic spirit." Wu Daozi's expression was solemn.

Shifang's eyes were soaked by the clear dew of the bright willows, and it was still easy to see through some shallow blinding methods, and he tried to keep his eyes open, except for those mountain fogs, he didn't feel the slightest strangeness.

Wu Daozi straightened out his robe very much, and with indescribable confidence between his eyebrows, he took the cloth banner and walked towards the village. Looking like that, it is indeed a superior image of the fairy wind Dao Gu.

With admiration, Shifang followed.

Taiping Village is not a small mountain village that I imagined, taking advantage of the light evening and night, looking at it from all directions, there are about hundreds of families here, and the houses are in good order, but it has just fallen at night, how can it be so quiet, is there really some demons and monsters?

With questions, Shifang followed Wu's predecessors step by step, fortunately, the seniors were here, and they didn't need to bear it alone, otherwise they would come celibately, and they would inevitably feel a little worried in their hearts.

"Senior Wu, it seems a little strange here?"

"You might as well wait for Lao Dao to find a big family, ask the reason, and then make plans."

"Senior Takami." Shifang sincerely said that if he was himself, he would never be exposed.

Wu Daozi was proud and continued: "Generally, large families are in the center of the village, and although Taiping Village is located in a remote area, it is expected that there will be no rules. ”

Shifang was even more admired, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, the little monk has been taught." ”

Between a question and an answer, the two walked to the middle of the village, sure enough, here and elsewhere are very different, along the way, the houses are like, but most of them are thatched huts and thatched courtyards, only here, there are more red bricks and green tiles, and the red door is a high wall.

Wu Daozi smiled slightly and looked at Shifang, "You go knock on the door, remember to answer carefully, just say that we are passing through here and need to spend the night, as for subduing demons and eliminating demons, just find another opportunity." ”

Shifang Jianghu is still inexperienced, and some people are in charge, so they are happy to agree. He turned his head, looked at the beast head ring above the Zhu Gate, raised his hand and knocked lightly.

"Bang Bang!" Three sounds, breaking the dull dead silence in the village, Shifang felt nervous for a while, but thinking of Senior Wu behind him, he gradually regained his calm, he subconsciously looked back, and his heart suddenly cooled, at this time the night was still shallow, but as far as the eye could see, where was the figure of Senior Wu? He disappeared so silently, could it be that there was really a monster to haunt him? Or, Senior Wu disappeared?

"Senior Wu, where are you?" He whispered a few times, but without the slightest response, Shifang's head was covered with fine cold sweat, and he looked at the crimson gate that was blackened by the night, and suddenly felt a palpitation.

The spiritual sense slowly leaned out, catching the sound of the gentle pace set off by the silent night, one step, two steps...... Walking slowly towards himself, the gradually clear footsteps stepped on his tense heartstrings step by step, making his heart rise to his throat.

Close, closer, behind the gate, what awaits you? Shifang wiped the cold sweat on his head, and looked at everything in front of him without blinking.

The heavy Zhumen creaked open a crack, and a bright red lantern illuminated the wilted line, "Ah! With a scream, Shifang's scalp was numb, and his heart was blank.

"You...... You...... It's human...... Be...... Ghost? ”

An old voice floated in with a rotten aura, "Hehe...... Naturally, it's human, and the little master is really joking. The old man laughed dryly.

Seeing this, Shifang hurriedly saluted with one hand and apologized repeatedly: "Amitabha, let the old man smile, the little monk passed by here, it was late, and he wanted to spend the night, I don't know if it is convenient?" ”

The Zhu door was ajar, and the old man looked behind Shifang and found that he was alone, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still asked vigilantly: "I don't know why the little master is here, our Taiping Village is very remote, and we haven't seen outsiders for many years." ”

"Monks practice everywhere, often eat and sleep in the open, it is a great fortune to see others, why do the old people say this?" But in my heart, I am afraid, how can the old man not be like this, the Buddha wants to save all sentient beings, if everyone goes to the Buddha, how can there be estrangement and fear? Thinking of his performance just now, Shifang was ashamed for a while, he was a person who had been to the Netherworld, and he had also seen the demon monks, how could he still be so timid in his heart, just a remote mountain village, even if there were any demons and monsters, with his current strength, how could he be afraid! You must know that I am a single lineage of Bodhi Golden Body, after several years of penance in the netherworld, I am no longer a little monk who didn't understand everything in the past, and now I am a Buddhist monk who is only one step away from the relics!

"It's old and worried. Little Master, please come in. ”

Zhu Men squeaked open, Shifang no longer hesitated, stepped in, the moment he entered, he seemed to feel a very slight breeze around him, but looking around, there was nothing.

"The little monk is called Shifang, dare to ask the old man's honorific title?"

"Just call me Steward Qian, I'm the old housekeeper here, and I've been serving the head of the family for three generations." The old man replied.

"Amitabha, please ask Steward Qian to lead the way, the little monk wants to visit the master here, so that he can thank him in person."

Steward Qian's face was a little strange, and he said: "The days in the mountains are short, the master's house has already gone to bed, I'm afraid it's inconvenient, and I'm afraid that the master has no time to entertain the little master, and I hope the little master will forgive me." ”

"Oh, forget it." Shifang was suspicious, but still replied.

"Little Master, I wonder if I've had dinner?" Steward Qian led Shifang to the guest room, turned around and asked.

Shifang touched his head in embarrassment, and then said embarrassedly: "It's been a day's worth of rice." ”

"You wait a moment, I'll come when I go."

Shifang was overjoyed, no matter what, fill his stomach first and then talk about anything else. Watching Steward Qian stagger away, Shifang always felt a little unnatural in his heart, but he couldn't say, why didn't the master here want to meet? Going to bed as soon as it's dark? This big family is busy in spring, and the owner doesn't have time? Taiping Village has just fallen into the night, and there is no one walking around in the village, which is not reasonable, but in the netherworld, I don't have time to talk about the ghost thing, only say that there is a demon haunting, as for what kind of demon it is, the soul thing can't say, it seems that only step by step go down, tomorrow I have to find a way to stay......